As no one is available, I will write what I can.
Today I am wondering if there is a poet that knows what good is and what people change when there's no one that dreams of lousy pain.
I called there. I wanted a being that knew of love. I now understand that no one is good for life. Life is good for people.
Worship the Goddess and there's reason to live.
I have to stop putting the burden on my mother of making her live.
I am presently incoherent.
Egod.
Egod.
Egod.
When I return to this "blogging" I will have a way to like feelings.
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